It’s been more than a month since my last post. For some reason, I’m finding it harder and harder to write. I am bursting with happiness and I wish I could share it with everyone. But how can I explain how it feels to have the bear touch my cheek as she falls asleep beside me on the bed? Or when she holds my hand while watching her show? No words can accurately capture how I feel when she runs around the house while shouting “weeee” or when she successfully identifies a color (although we’re still having trouble differentiating blue from green), or when she calls me ‘Mommy’ (or “maaaaaaaammmmmmyyy!!!!”)? These everyday things, everyday moments – they seem so common and normal and boring. Only they’re not to me. I look forward to each one of them and I wish I could articulate how happy they make me.
I actually tried a few weeks back. I successfully typed this on my blackberry while Meia was down for her afternoon nap. I was the one to put her to sleep. Unfortunately, she ended up sleeping on my arm, pinning me to the bed with her.
My eyes are tearing as I watch my little girl sleep. She is so precious and I feel extremely blessed to have her. We are facing each other on the bed – she, lying on my left arm, trapping it into place. Her hand is on my chest, and her leg on my hip. I can’t believe how beautiful she is.
I was planning on writing a bit more, but then she woke up.
Don’t get me wrong, not everything in my life is perfect. I left a job I loved so that I can be home by 6pm each night (without having to bring home work) and have my weekends free. Right now, I am still trying to figure out what the hell I should do with my career. But those thoughts are quickly forgotten the moment I see my family.
It’s funny how much of a softie I’ve become.
So there’s my update. Each day is filled with precious moments like this:
And I feel like the luckiest woman in the world.